Supernaturals - Dung Beetle

Is this the fag-end, dead-end
Place where we must cease
Now take my hand
and I'll lead you to the guillotine
Look at that mascara
running down your cheek-bones
You'll have to get used to being alone
Your stuffing's ripped
And your face is looking pretty beat
But this is one game
you face certain defeat
Don't throw the radio
into the bathtub
Don't take those pills 'cause you don't know
what'll come of it
I'm sorry all the same
If I'm a liar,
But you'll find another flame
To light your fire
Your melodramatic gestures
won't do any good
This thing has run its course and
I wouldn't change it if I could
Don't throw the radio into the bathtub
Don't take those pills 'cause you don't know
what'll come of it
I'm sorry all the same
If I'm a liar,
But you'll find another flame
To light your fire

I'm sorry all the same
If I'm a liar,
But you'll find another flame
To light your fire
I'm sorry all the same
If I'm a liar,
But you'll find another flame
To light your fire